May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

"Little Fatty?" Chen Huaying raised her eyebrows and said in surprise: "Do I have to call Little Fatty Pig?"

"You have enough, how can you give someone a nickname casually?" Wu Youli was born in an intellectual family and was well educated since she was a child. She couldn't listen, so she interrupted.

Chen Huaying rubbed her nose boredly and shut up.

"Come to have a drink, and behave well in the end." Lu Xiaoshuang held the kettle and handed it enthusiastically.

"Come here to help you beat the back. In my hometown, I often beat my grandma on the back."

"And me, I stole a candy and never wanted to eat it. Would you like to eat it?"

For an instant, Chen Huaying was surrounded by girls like stars.

Chen Huaying would smile at this one, and taste that one later. It seemed that he was in a bubbling mood.

Sheng Ning was dumbfounded, all right?

Liu Yilan sneered, "Those who didn't know thought it was the uncle who was visiting the kiln."

"Hahaha..." Sheng Ning couldn't help laughing anymore. From the start of the game, her expression has been tight, because she is nervous, because she is afraid of bad performance. It's also because I don't want to make mistakes, and because this looks too smiling will give people the impression of being serious.

But now she can't control it anymore, Liu Yilan's summary is too accurate.

Sheng Ning is very beautiful when she laughs, especially this kind of unbridled smile, which has the enthusiasm of burning everything.

Standing on the rostrum, Xu Qigang looked careless, but in fact his fists were already tightly clenched.

Many people at the scene were watching Shengning secretly, and the soldiers of the three regiments watching from the outside of the field all had their eyes straight.

Why is it so good-looking?

Even better than the stars on TV!

The other female soldiers also secretly looked over, with surprise and envy in their eyes.

At this moment, the 39th Division Art Troupe has a reputation as a beautiful female soldier, which will spread throughout the military area.

Liu Yilan looked at Sheng Ning's eyes with a flash of surprise, and she thought to herself. Then he said indifferently: "She is the uncle, and you are the oiran..."

"Ahem..." Sheng Ning was choked with saliva and couldn't laugh anymore. "Can your mouth not be so poisonous?" Especially this kind, with a serious and serious expression.

"I am telling the truth."

"Wen Ying, you found a good seed." The leaders of other systems said enviously.

Yang Wenying cocked her mouth proudly, imagining that the teacher said shamelessly, ‘Of course’. Later, thinking about it, she would better keep a low profile.

Shengning is not Xu Qigang, but has grown into a towering tree. A good seedling is still just a small sapling, if it is not carefully cultivated, it will easily die.

Yang Wenying smiled non-committal, nothing to say

The following game is still going on, and there is almost no suspense until the finals.

Chen Huaying to Zhu Yu.

Yang Wenying personally got off the podium. Together with Wei Xian, the two watched at the same pace, but anyone with a discerning eye could see them screaming in secret.

A white line is drawn on the playing field. Losing or crossing the line is considered a failure.

The people from the communication office and the art troupe blocked the surrounding waters, and everyone shouted desperately to cheer.

"Chen Huaying, come on!"

"Chen Huaying, come on!"

"Come on Zhu Yu, come on Zhu Yu, come on Zhu Yu!"

The two sides shouted and shouted, and they were also shouted out of anger.

Liu Yilan pulled out a thin and small girl from the crowd, and ordered: "Come and shout, compare everyone."